Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

thought Ray were two boy.

"Ah --"

her palm brought her back

crumpled because of the pain and she withdrew her

stopped by Brody forcibly.

coldly,

take the pieces out, he had

Would hurt.

at the pale face of Tracy, and his heart trembled abruptly.

couldn't bear to see her

"No --"

point of the knife touched her hand, she withdrew

sharp knife, not to mention the knife directly passed into her palm.

she tried to take her hand back, but failed, because her hand

stained Tracy's and

her eyes, which were full of fear and timidity, and

"You know it hurts?"

your business. You don't have to be sarcastic here. Let go of

she took a leap from the chair to the ground stiffly, her hand streaming

hand was dyed red by blood again, Brody lost his patience.

"Have a seat --"

was sort of threatening

more stubborn

"No --"

shook her

she looked at him coldly, "Brody, are

looked at him ironically.

It seemed that he remembered what he was

eyes were as cold as ice. He pulled her to a chair and

me to care about you?

He snorted.

furious that he tightly pressed

you

to threaten.

turned pale because it hurt so much and the bleeding had not stopped for such

was so dizzy as if she was going to pass

"A little bit painful..."

said with hesitation.

skipped a beat when

little pain flashed through

even felt that Tracy was very feeble, but she was

Tracy didn't say anything

you feel painful, you

Then he made up his mind and

that, he pointed the sharp knife at the wound on

Tracy stared at the dagger intending to be stabbed into her flesh. She shivered and

from the bottom of

because her own thought was making

must be shaken back and forth in her flesh. Cut the wound on her palm bigger.

"Hmm --"

the sharp knife was stuck in her palm, Tracy almost let out

teeth, she

"Clap -"

liquid dripped on Brody's hand and

whether it was her tears or

knife. He was a little hesitant when he felt the liquid on

gritted her teeth and pierced the knife a few inches deeper, although he tried to

her lower lip tightly, while the sharp pain in her palm

knife cutting her body.

tangle to twisted. Because of the pain, her whole body could not help but twist on the

eyes finally could not

lips were cut

to cry out several times to stop Brody.

"Idiot --"

finally couldn't do